I am sitting on my couch listening to sleet hit the windows and somebody plow out the neighbor’s driveway. They are taking a long time about it, I must say. I am going to talk about the weather for my Tired Tuesday post. “Everybody talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it” (said in an airhead tone of voice).
The weather people were threatening a winter storm for today. I kept saying, ” They don’t KNOW, they’re just guessing.” Of course, it is a highly educated guess. I don’t know as much as the weather people do. My bunions are far from accurate, as are the headaches I get from barometric pressure (yes, I’m just guessing about that). At any rate, it did start to snow right around 10 a.m., as predicted.
I told Steven I was going to come home, park in the street, and shovel out the end of the driveway so I could back in. He said, “Come home, pull in, and come inside.” I made no promises. When I left work it had already switched over to sleet, rather than waiting till five or so as predicted (so you see the weather folks were not completely accurate). As usual, I appreciated my perverse sense of humor which leads me to laugh at bad weather. I giggled and chuckled even as it felt like sharp pebbles were striking my cheeks.
Wind had been blowing, so some cars in the parking lot were more snow-covered than others. Based on my usual luck, I predicted my car would be one of the covered ones. It was, but as I approached, I saw that somebody was already cleaning it off! It was my work friend, Kathy, who usually parks near where I usually park. Her SUV was already clear.
“What a sweetie you are!” I started the car and grabbed my own brush. My little car was soon clear. I thanked my friend profusely and got going.
The drive home could have been a lot worse. As it was, roads were either snow-covered or icy, mostly the former, so that was OK. I knew I would do no shoveling when I got home. Sleet is painful! When I got home, Steven met me at the door, prepared to forcibly prevent me from shoveling if need be. There was no need.
So this is the extent of my Tired Tuesday post. I did not think to take any pictures of the snow outside before it got dark, so you must use your imagination, if you are so inclined. In the meantime, Happy Tuesday, and I hope to see you all on Wuss-out Wednesday (or whatever kind of a Wednesday it turns out to be).
Mohawk Valley Girl 